This Battle Road snow man is fed up. Enough is enough. Even his favorite poem, “The Snow Man” by Wallace Stevens, can’t say it. Anyway, he’s never understood going from “a mind of winter” to “nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.” Or maybe the poem is saying that a week from now, this snow man will be nothing and his signs will mean nothing — until another winter. (Photo by Linda Arntzenius)